I look at Jackie for some answers and she sighs, "Just think. Who has green eyes, is in some of his classes, eyes turn red when they become angry, and are very close to him right now?"
I bite my lip, "I have no feaking--," I think about it, facepalming myself, "Oh..."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I glance at Rayah, studying her before flickering my gaze to Jackie and then back down.
Nothing. Don't worry about it. I graduate in a year, head to Boston. Who I like now, no matter how I might feel in this moment and how I might feel before I have to go, might not be here when I get back.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside